23

Turning 23 in the middle of a pandemic so far from home definitely is a bit different. However, Nothing says 23 like a flat tire! The day started off like normal, woke up early, went to yoga, got my butt handed to me in class, came home, took a very dramatic shower (I now have eucalyptus hanging in my shower and I feel like a bad ass) candles, incense, the whole thing. Worked a bit on some homework, and headed to go teach… when…. my tire blew. And it didn’t just slowly go flat into the night. No, it blew. As in blew up. In the rain. I swear I’m living in the middle of my own reality show. Yes, I am the main character! If you have any knowledge of me whatsoever, you’ll know that somehow I have the worst luck with cars. And men. But mostly cars….. and men. Everything is going great, going fine, and BAM. It blows up on ya. Welcome to being 23 I guess? Oy vay.

It felt weird going into yoga class today. I (vainly) checked myself out in the mirror (duh?) and thought, so this is 23. Gotta say, Alexandra is looking great. I was looking at some pictures of myself from a few months ago, just cleaning out my phone, and I’ll admit, I looked terrible. I mean, don’t get me wrong, the photos I posted or anyone saw, were great, duh. But man, I felt bad. I felt awful. And it showed. I don’t ever really want to be like that again. I’ve really been working on my self talk recently. I think the best thing anyone could ever tell me (other than my butt looks really great) is that they are proud of me. Damn, I love that. So, I say it to myself. Yes, it’s a bit cheesy and yes, I definitely look crazy, but every morning, a quick, “Hey, I’m so proud of you” to myself in the mirror really does improve my mood. Especially if I feel as though I’m lacking.

So, while this birthday doesn’t look like birthdays in the past, I’d like to think that maybe having a bit more of a quiet birthday isn’t such a bad thing. After such a shocking and honestly traumatic year we have all had, all I really needed was time to appreciate another day I get to live and love. I’m really so excited for what this year offers me. I have a really good feeling about it. Here’s to 23!

Side note: I appreciate any and all comments I get from this blog, however some of y’all really make me giggle. If you find yourself taking offense to anything said on here, feeling targeted, thinking I’m writing about you… more than likely, I’m not❤️

https://youtu.be/RWh4yk7mHfI

Today’s Mantra:

I AM making this the best year possible for me.”

blessings, a


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  1. Little Lamb. ♥️ Happy birthday to you darling. Gosh is mama so darn proud of you. You are my precious first born. I cannot wait to go and hang out with you in South Carolina on the beaches and around the little antique shops. You are such a fun kid. Smart. Gorgeous and someone who has the most precious heart. Keep God close to your heart. He has great plans for you. Mama loves you. ♥️

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